The Yin Lord was alarmed in his heart, although he didn't know what the so-called strongest servant of the Sighing Flower was, but judging from the methods it used to serve the hundred ghosts before, it was estimated that it would not be an easy thing to deal with. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The pool of black water in front of him kept churning, as if black magma was about to erupt. In fact, the next moment it did erupt.

There was no sound, and the middle of the black water sprayed straight into the air like a fountain, and although it was quiet, it gave people an indescribable sense of oppression. There was not a lot of black water on the ground, and soon all the black water gushed into the sky, but the strange thing was that there was not a single splash of water falling, and the water seemed to evaporate silently in mid-air. The Yin Lord looked up at the sky, the night sky was still very dark, and as far as the eye could see, only the stars in the sky were shining with crystal light. He didn't dare to be careless, he knew in his heart that there must be a very powerful character lurking around, hiding his sharp minions, ready to wait for the opportunity to give him a fatal blow.

The Yin Lord didn't move, just stood there, his eyes looking straight ahead.

It's already midnight, the cold wind is howling, and the empty campus is dark at some point, not only is there no light in the dormitory building behind him, but the street lights that are always bright all night have been turned off. The space on this side was unusually quiet, there was no speech or insect chirping, only the sound of the Yin Lord's long breathing.

A long time has passed, and the Yin Lord still maintains that posture without blinking his eyes. He didn't show any emotion, but sighed that he couldn't bear it in his heart.

The Sighing Flower spoke, and its tone revealed a deep curiosity: "Why, you don't care where my servant goes at all?" Or are you already asleep with your eyes open? With a slight chuckle after speaking, it was obvious that it didn't believe the questions that followed.

The Yin Lord finally spoke, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "This friend has been standing motionless in front of me for an hour without feeling bored, so I can't move around casually, right?" But I'm curious, friend, are you admiring my appearance when you look at me so intently? ”

He looked at the pitch-black clearing in front of him and made an unhurried joke. There was no sound on the side of the Sighing Flower, but there was a change in the clearing that the Yin Lord had been watching for a long time. The dark space rippled silently, as if the calm of the lake had been broken, and then, a figure with a completely black body appeared in its place.

"How did you find me?" The voice of the shadow was dry and awkward, sounding like rusty gears spinning, harsh and unpleasant.

The Yin Lord smiled: "Nonsense, you have been staring at my eyes from the beginning, it would be strange if I didn't feel it." ”

The black shadow obviously did not accept this explanation: "Impossible, I once used this ability to kill the people of the Yama family, there is no reason why you can see through a small quasi-impermanence, there must be some secret in you." ”

"You say yes." The Yin Lord grinned and didn't care, but in fact, there were already turbulent waves in his heart, this black shadow actually said that he had killed someone from the Yama family, so things were not so simple. Not only the strength of the black shadow itself, but also the hidden strength of the sigh behind him was enough to attract his attention.

The black shadow didn't dwell too much on this matter, but said bluntly: "Originally, I wanted to give you a good time when you let your guard down, but since you found out, then don't blame me when you die too painfully later." ”

He raised his right arm and raised it in front of his chest, showing his nails that glowed dimly in the darkness, and whispered, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Shura, the real Shura." With that, the figure disappeared in place.

At the moment when the other party's figure disappeared, the Yin Lord almost subconsciously took a step to the left, and just as his body moved, a wisp of strong wind brushed his right arm and tore his down jacket.

After missing the blow, Shura hid his figure again, while the Yin Lord frowned and raised his right arm to look at the damage on his clothes, and said, "You bastard, this is my favorite down jacket, you have to compensate me." ”

Shura's voice echoed around him, and he couldn't tell the source of the sound in all directions, and he chuckled and said, "Okay, as long as you win against me, I will pay you with my life." ”

Hearing this, the Yin Lord suddenly began to laugh, as if he had heard something extremely funny: "Give me all your life?" It's so funny, you don't even have your own soul because of the ghosts and ghosts condensed by your resentment, and you are embarrassed to say that you will pay me with your life, when I am stupid? I don't do this kind of loss-making business. ”

Shura didn't say anything more, but it was clear that he was enraged, his figure constantly flashing around the Yin Lord, his sharp nails cutting through the space and outlining deadly arcs. The Yin Lord's body continued to dodge and spin in small increments, and the deadly attacks were calmly turned invisible by him, and if there were onlookers at this time, they would definitely be amazed: this is clearly dancing with death on the tip of the knife!

Although the Yin Lord's movements were very beautiful, and Shura was a little embarrassed, his brows were furrowed. It was winter, and he was wearing a very thick down jacket, and although he avoided all the attacks and was not injured, his clothes were not so lucky, and there were already four or five small wounds on it, and the down had escaped. The Yin Lord's face became more and more ugly, and finally, when another small wound was added to his clothes, his emotions finally exploded.

He pressed the thumbs of both hands on the knuckles, gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Don't, touch, I, of, clothes, clothes!" ”

Before he could finish speaking, he slammed the fingers on his hands hard, and then slammed his fists straight in front of his body.

A domineering blow slammed into the clearing in front of him, looking like a cannonball had exploded in the clearing. But in fact, when the Yin Lord's fists were punched out, there was a momentary pause, as if he had encountered some resistance, and then the fist strength was released again.

The Yin Lord slowly retracted his fists, took off the knuckles on his hands, stroked his reddened knuckles, and laughed softly. Listening to the faint sound of a heavy object falling to the ground in the distance, he spoke: "Your servant is not beaten, do you want to go up in person?" ”

The Sigh Flower didn't make a sound, and she didn't make any more moves, as if she was leaving.

The Yin Lord pursed his lips and looked at the down jacket on his body, which had become a beggar's outfit, and felt a little crying without tears.

"It's very expensive, I feel sorry for me."

He didn't enter the dormitory, but sat on the steps at the front of the dormitory, his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

The winter nights are long, and the Lord of the Yin sits there, only occasionally raising his head to look at the stars, and the rest of the time he keeps his head down and does not move. There is no more biting cold wind, but the temperature is still below freezing, and the surroundings are still quiet, only a little starlight as a companion.

As the minutes ticked by, the Lord of the Shadows had been sitting in the dark for no longer knowing how long he had been meditating, nor what he had been thinking about that night. Finally, when the sky glowed red, he stood up.

At the moment when he stood up, all the street lights on the campus were lit up in an instant, and the dark and hazy campus suddenly became much brighter, and the door of the dormitory building behind the Yin Lord was also lit up, stretching his shadow for a long time. Looking at the brighter and brighter sky, the Yin Lord heard a faint insect chirp in his ears, and a smile appeared on his face.

He stretched hard, feeling that all the strength of his body had been drained, and he was exhausted. Taking a breath of fresh morning air, he said to himself, "It's going to be a good day today." ”

After that, he did not enter the dormitory, but went to the dining room.

There was only one person in the restaurant besides him, and that was Na He.

After waiting for the Yin Lord to find a place to sit down, he walked over, this demon-level figure who was more than two hundred years old but still looked middle-aged at this time, with a guilty look on his face: "Sir, I'm really sorry, I ...... last night"

The Yin Lord interrupted her words and said, "No need to explain, I know the situation, I don't blame you, it's really too cunning to sigh the flower." ”

Then he continued: "It's just that I have a few questions that I haven't figured out. ”

"What's the doubt?"

Pinching his brows, the Yin Lord said: "This Sigh Flower is obviously newborn, it stands to reason that it is impossible for it to be so strong, and even this kind of strange thing should not give birth to spiritual wisdom cultivation Dao Xing." However, the current situation is very unusual. ”

However, he heard the meaning of his words, and asked tentatively: "What does Mr. mean, it is suspected that there is a mastermind behind the scenes?" ”

The Yin Lord nodded: "That's right. And it's not just the Sighing Flower, the things in this school are too strange, and I haven't sorted out many of the details, and now my mind is in chaos. ”

"yes, the water in this place is very deep, so you should be careful."

After that, the Yin Lord suddenly said, "I may have to leave. ”

However, he was obviously stunned, and then said, "But your goal has not been achieved yet?" ”

The Yin Lord shook his head: "It's no longer necessary. Since the Sighing Flower has already given birth to a spirit and ******** to be my enemy, then my continued stay here will only hurt the people here, so it is better for me to leave. And, I still have some things to do. ”

He groaned for a while and said, "Then when are you leaving?" ”

"Now."

"Didn't you say goodbye to those two friends of yours?"

The Yin Lord was silent for a moment, took out the two finger tigers from his pocket, and handed them to Nai He: "Help me give this to Huo Xiaolu." ”

Nai He frowned: "'Tiangang Earth Evil Seal'? Can he handle this kind of treasure? ”

A smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and the Yin Lord said, "I believe him." ”

Then he said: "In the future, I will bother my seniors to take care of it more." ”

However, he naturally agreed: "Mr. is polite, don't worry, the old body here will protect them thoroughly." ”

The Yin Lord nodded lightly and did not speak again.

Anyway, he got up and left, the sunlight outside had already sprinkled in, bathed in the sunshine, the Yin Lord closed his eyes tightly, and his heart was calm.

Some students had already come to the cafeteria one after another to eat breakfast, and the surroundings of the Yin Lord gradually became lively. He got up and left, walking towards the school gate, admiring the place where he had fallen for half a year.

The buildings in the forest, the trees everywhere, although there is not much green in the eyes, the Yin Lord can still feel the vitality of this place. The students on the road walked in groups of three or five, talking and laughing as they walked, and the yin lord who was alone looked out of place. He walked through the not very long concrete road, crossed a stone bridge over a dry river, and came to the gate.

It's not your own. Turning back and taking one last look here, the Yin Lord left, and there was no longer nostalgia.

Time flies, we will meet a lot of people of all kinds in our lives, passing by a lot of different scenery, some people make you kind, some people make you bored, the same, some places you may pass by in a hurry without impression, and some people have become memories that you can't go back to. We keep moving on with time, moving on to the next intersection for a more important reason that we may not want to face. But this is life, there is helplessness, but it is full of unexpected wonderful.

Cherish everything in the present, and then always look forward to the next second.

In this way, at the end of the journey, we can be like the Yin Lord at this time, waving our hands, carrying memories without regrets, and disappearing freely in the dazzling light.

(End of volume)